Bring a spear, if you have to.

Me.

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I’ve done everything by the book my entire life. I got the good grades, held a job to get me through school, graduated college, and got the job that my friends are envious of. Now I realize that whoever wrote that book wasn’t writing it for me.

I’ve spent my life, running in circles, only ever knowing the same thing. And then I had a thought: I can’t stay the proverbial, cliche little caterpillar forever. Something has to change. So I stopped running in circles, and I started building a cocoon. Not to keep others out, but to keep me in. To spend time getting to know myself and figuring out who I am and who I want to be. Maybe I’ll come out a butterfly, or maybe just a moth. For now, it doesn’t matter. I am just building and changing, unsure of where I will end up. And there’s no better place to be.